Chapter 91: Idol Project
“Did it feel that good? So good you pissed yourself without realizing it?”
“……”
To my teasing question, Hyunju flushed beet red and clamped her lips shut tight. I let out a small chuckle at the sight, reaching out with my right hand to gently stroke her cheek.
“If you want, I could do it again?”
“N-no! I don't want it! Please forgive me!”
No sooner had I finished speaking than Hyunju shouted her apology, pleading so desperately that tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.
“What a shame.”
Tsking my tongue as if I truly regretted it, I lowered the hand from her cheek and continued.
“……By the way, do you remember the promise you made with me?”
“Y-yes! I remember!”
“Good. Then the deadline is tomorrow. That should be plenty of time, right?”
“Yes, I can do it! More than enough!”
“Excellent.”
I drew a faint smile at her frantic nodding. Perfect.
This means I'll get to see Lee Hyunju's public apology sometime today or tomorrow.
……Though whether she'll do it properly is another question.
If she acted all arrogant again like before, I could just summon her mid-apology and punish her. With a couple of short laughs, I turned away and pulled out my smartphone.
Training complete—the world warped briefly before snapping back into crisp reality, piece by piece.
Vital Energy from training has been tallied.
Please wait a moment.
You have acquired 550 Vital Energy. (Cumulative: 2345)
Vital Energy's pouring in.
I stuck out my tongue at the cumulative total. But that awe was short-lived—I claimed today's attendance reward item box next.
◈ Returns the position of a woman stored in your list to the previous stage. (Cannot return to a position higher than the user's.)
“Oh……”
Unlike the previous position promotion item, this one restored positions to their prior state.
Using this on Hyunju would put her back as president, huh?
The thought crossed my mind briefly, but I shook my head. The description explicitly said it couldn't restore to a higher position than the user's. Leveling up might fix that, sure……
But there was zero reason to waste a rare item like this on restoring her position.
Better save it for something worthwhile.
As I hit confirm, a voice suddenly called out to me.
“Patient Kim Yuhyun.”
Lifting my head toward the sound, there stood my assigned nurse.
“Yes?”
“Time for your check-up.”
“Ah, got it.”
I nodded, got out of bed, and followed her to the exam room.
“Come on in. Have a seat here.”
The doctor guided me to a chair, then checked my info on the computer before speaking.
“……Any discomfort? Itching at the bite on your shoulder, bleeding, anything?”
I tapped the gauze on my shoulder a few times and replied.
“No, it's fine. Feels mostly healed already.”
“Mind if I take a quick look at the wound?”
“Sure.”
I nodded and undid a button; the doctor peeled back the gauze slightly to inspect.
“Healing remarkably well. You can remove the gauze yourself anytime today or tomorrow.”
“Got it. What about the rabies test?”
“No worries there—negative result, so no need to panic. If you're still anxious, come back next week for another.”
“Okay.”
I sighed in relief.
“You're good to discharge right away. Just avoid strenuous exercise. It might look healed on the outside, but internally it could still be mending.”
“Understood.”
After hearing all the precautions, I thanked him and left the room. My nurse fell in step beside me.
“Head to the first floor for discharge paperwork. Anything you're unsure about, ask now.”
I shook my head with a smile.
“Nah. More like, sorry for all the trouble I've caused you.”
“Huh? Oh, no, it's nothing. This is barely work.”
She seemed caught off guard by my apology, shaking her head with a flustered expression. It was so cute I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Regaining composure quickly, I bowed my head in thanks and headed back to my room.
“Hm?”
Changing clothes after returning, a KakaoTalk notification popped up on my phone. Curious who it was, I checked immediately.
I replied right away: Yeah, just finishing up discharge now.
Almost instantly, another from Jihyun.
A discharge party maybe? My heart fluttered a bit as I sent: Why?
Her matter-of-fact reply made me chuckle softly and shake my head.
Yeah, as if a guy like me gets a discharge party.
Tsking my tongue, I sent: Got it.
……Looks like no rest for me today.
With a small laugh, I hurriedly changed and left the room.
“Aaaargh!!!”
Crash! Thud! Plop!
Hyunju screamed at the top of her lungs, hurling everything in sight—glass bottles from the desk, glasses, even clothes from the dresser.
She tore, threw, and shattered it all. Yet her rage showed no sign of subsiding. If anything, it surged wilder; she even flung her chair onto the desk.
Her room ended up a wreck of shattered glass, splintered wood, and scattered clothes.
“……This can't be happening!!”
Suddenly clutching her face with both hands, Hyunju trembled violently. She tried calming herself, but her fury boiled over, on the verge of explosion.
And the reason? Pleasure.
Why the hell?
Once freed from him, Hyunju had masturbated immediately—to recapture that mind-melting climax she'd tasted in front of him!
That white-hot ecstasy that made her shudder…… She craved it again, fingering herself furiously. But disaster struck: she couldn't climax.
Not after minutes, not after tens of minutes! Her body burned hot, but release eluded her.
It was torture.
“N-Nunna?”
At that moment, a man opened the door and called to her.
“Why are you so late!!”
“……”
Her shout twisted his face into an aggrieved frown. Understandably—he was an idol, a hot one riding high right now! Schedules were packed; he'd barely ditched a broadcast to rush here.
Yet she yelled at him like this. Infuriating for any man.
But backtalking Hyunju was suicide. She was a powerhouse in entertainment; one word of displeasure from her, and your career ended that day.
Fans might keep you afloat as an idol, but without TV, the public forgot you fast.
“Strip!”
“Ugh!”
Shoving him hard amid her yell, the man groaned shortly and began undressing. Once naked, Hyunju shoved him to the floor and mounted him.
“……Hng! N-Nunna? Ngh! Urk!”
Atop him, Hyunju bucked like a raging beast. So violently that his drug-stiffened cock felt like it might snap.
Her movements were that fierce, that savage. He couldn't last, ejaculating with a strangled scream.
“Fuck! You useless piece of shit!”
Unsatisfied again by his premature finish, Hyunju leaped up, bellowing. She pressed her foot down on his cock.
“Look.”
“Y-Yes?”
“Look closely!”
Yelling, she began fondling her pussy right in front of him—fingers lewdly stroking her slick folds, drenched in her juices and his cum, masturbating openly.
“……Haa, ngh! Urk!”
The erotic sight—even post-climax—made his cock swell back to size in no time.
“Aaaah!! Why! Why!!!”
But moments later, Hyunju shrieked hysterically and staggered back. She bolted to her bag, yanked out a pill bottle, swallowed a few, then remounted him.
“Urk! N-Nunna! Hng!”
Pilled up, she ravaged his cock even more ferociously. Wet, obscene squelches filled the room as she slammed her hips wildly.
Yet the harder she went, the further pleasure slipped away.
“Fuck!”
Nothing satisfied. Like tantalizing food aromas right under her nose, but she couldn't eat.
In agony, Hyunju clawed at her hair, head bowed.
No…… Call me again. Please, call me!
Shivering uncontrollably, she hugged herself tight, desperately wishing for the masked man to summon her once more.
Author's Note
Next chapter: 'Otherworld Quest' proceeds.